Heavy Head, Empty Mind. (2 min 2 sec)

Imagine the sands of an hourglass, flowing through one granule at a time. The hole doesn’t wish it were wider so more grains could push through at once. It knows its purpose: one grain, one moment, each given its turn. And each grain? It doesn’t jockey for position, hoping to rush ahead or hold back. There’s no anxiety, no resistance, just a calm acceptance. It knows that falling through isn’t an “if” but a “when”— its only task is to be present, awaiting its natural turn.

Are you seeing it? This hourglass is the mind at peace.

But when we say, “I got a lot on my mind,” it’s the opposite of this natural flow. Instead of letting each thought pass through, we’re like that hourglass clogged by sand. We’re holding onto every grain — thoughts from yesterday, fears of tomorrow — all competing for attention, none truly processing. 

It’s a confession of mental traffic, a jam that only the ego enjoys. The ego loves a busy mind, thrives on chaos, on keeping every thought feeling “important.” But here’s the thing: if we could just let go, let each thought fall through as it’s meant to, the mind could find true peace. The challenge isn’t to clear the mind; it’s to let go of the grip, releasing each thought, one by one, without attachment.

When someone says, “I got a lot on my mind,” they’re really admitting they have nothing on their mind. Every thought is either a relic of the past or a projection of the future — a bundle of “nothings” clogging the now. The ego mind fixates on these imaginary weights, convincing us they’re necessary when they’re only noise.

Think back to the hourglass. It doesn’t resist. It allows each grain to pass, one by one, finding contentment in the flow. When we say, “I have a lot on my mind,” we’re really clogging up the flow by grasping at past grains or reaching for future ones. We jam ourselves up, clinging to what’s gone or what hasn’t arrived, and in doing so, we block peace.

When all the sand falls, we’re the ones flipping the hourglass, pulling the past back up to clog the present. Then we wonder why we feel “stuck.” What if we stopped flipping it? Let each grain fall naturally — no interference, no burden, just one peaceful flow. Suddenly, there’s no “lot on my mind,” just a clear, open space, grain by grain, moment by moment.

#thinkgod
I am sorry.
Please forgive me.
Thank you.
I love you.